And today I learned, that it is, in fact, a dark world.

Chapter 8~He's a........ Traitor?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~CHAPTER 8~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

     At that moment in time I couldn’t think of anything else to do. So I just cried. I cried until someone hit me. Daren. And then he spoke,

     “You should really learn to shut up more. It’s kinda starting to tick me off. Actually it is. And maybe once you shut up, I can give you more answers. But not if you keep interrupting me!” he barked that last sentence.

      It scared the crap out of me. I thought I could trust Daren. But look what he’s doing now. He’s going to kill me. Yep that’s what he’s going to do. Kill. Me. And that sent me into another crying frenzy. This also resulted in me getting slapped.

     “What do you want from me?!” I asked.

     “You don’t get it, do you? We don’t want anything from just you. We hate your entire population. We hate what you are. You’re not like us. And that just won’t do in our world. So we’re killing off your population, easier said than done. See we’ve been at this for a solid 50 years. And we were pretty close, too. Until your grandparents decided to get married, settle down, have children, and all that nonsense. Do you know how many children your grandparents had?”

     I was too frightened to do anything but shake my head.

     “ANSWER ME! Oh I must’ve forgotten. You’re such a freak of nature that you must not know how to answer a question. Oops silly me.” He said with a freakish laugh.

     “No. I...I…. I don’t know how many children my grandparents had.” Daren laughed when I stuttered.

     “No. Of course you don’t know, because you were raised in the mundane world. Well. Your awful, wretched, dispica-“

     “DON’T TALK ABOUT THEM IN THAT WAY! YOU DON’T DESERVE LIFE!” I yelled out of impulse and anger.

     “I guess someone didn’t learn their lesson. We’ll just carry on and you can pay for it later. Anyways, your grandparents had 26 children. They would’ve kept going except your poor grandmother died giving birth to the 26th. Boo-hoo. See your grandparents had known that we were hunting your population down and decided that she would just try as hard as she could to have as many children as possible. And she also taught her children to have as many possible also. So you see how this was becoming a problem? And your mother would’ve had more kids if it weren’t for us. Every time she got pregnant we would find some way to kill the baby but not her because that’d be way too mysterious. We did a pretty good job. Until 18 years ago we messed up. And we didn’t know she was pregnant. One of those messed up, no show pregnancies. So we decided we’d kill the child later on in life, only before it got ready to have children. Blame it on an overdose. Or gang shooting. I don’t know. Something like that. Then 2 years later, we messed up again. Then we had someone follow your parents full time.”

     “So Shawn and I are supposed to be dead?” I asked my voice suddenly unsteady.

     “Yes. You’ve been very inconvenient ever since you were conceived.”

     “How many others?” I questioned.

     “Huh? Oh you mean other children. There were um about 19.” He answered strongly.

     Then someone shuffled behind me and put a needle in my neck. And the next thing I know, I’m out.

*Authors Note*:

Yes I know my chapters are short but there will be more chapters. So sorry but it's just how I write. Don't like, don't read. Thanks(: And I'm not trying to be rude or anything else!